
In the Mailbox
When I was younger, I loved mail. I’d send out cereal boxtops and enter contests to ensure a constant stream of overstuffed, padded envelopes. I’d receive all kinds of goodness: a Tony the Tiger baseball, a Kool-Aid cup (Oh Yeeaahhh!), and even X-Men Figurines. It was like celebrating mini Christmases all year long, and I